Noah awoke in his tent, stretching as the first light filtered through the canvas. Claire and Jade had left last night, heading back home, and now only he and Nova remained, each with their own small tents set up under the trees. As he rubbed the last remnants of sleep from his eyes, he could hear the quiet sounds of movement from Nova's tent nearby.
Yawning, he decided to check on the seeds he’d planted before everything spiralled into chaos. Time had become a blur over the past few days—had it really only been days? Or was it longer? Weeks, maybe? The world outside his little slice of land was a mystery to him now, cut off from any connection. "I just hope no one noticed you," he whispered, a pang of fear creeping in.
Walking along his familiar path, he reached the spot where he had planted the seeds. His heart sank as he saw that they were little more than dried husks, withered and lifeless. Noah was worried about the puddle above the hill
Even the pond nearby, once a fresh and clear water source, was now tainted, a thin layer of blackish slime rising up through the water. It was as though the corruption had seeped into the land itself.
He sighed, kneeling by the pond, and dipped a hand cautiously into the water, feeling its slimy texture. Whatever had happened over the last few days had left his land tainted and scarred.
Walking around the ruined house,
Noah continued his path around the remnants of the ruined house, each step a reminder of the world that once felt steady and familiar. Reaching the shallow puddle at the far edge of his land, he paused, the faint odor of decay hitting him before he even saw the thick, dark slime coating its surface. A foul stench filled the air, making him grimace as he crouched closer.
He noticed the slime clinging to the edges of the puddle, slowly oozing down to join the stagnant water. It looked like a thick layer of corrupted residue, as if something had leeched into the ground, poisoning everything it touched. The sight stirred a mixture of dread and frustration within him. This land was his sanctuary, and seeing it sickened and scarred left him feeling powerless.
Grimly, he took a step back, realizing that he would have to do something about it now, opening his system interface Noah opened the upgrade window and sectioned the puddle, he was somewhat explaining when someone to suddenly welcomed him to the system window, but that seems to be a one time or maybe a unique thing that only happens ever once and a while.
He needed something that could clean the puddle, since he had two tokens he was willing to spend them both to make sure it would stay heartly.
Taking a deep breath, Noah steadied himself and opened his system interface. The familiar glow greeted him as he navigated to the upgrade window, his mind set on the puddle that now reeked with corruption. As he hovered over the available options, a small part of him anticipated some kind of greeting from the system—a voice, a message, anything—but silence met him. Whatever had brought that rare, welcoming presence before seemed to be a fleeting encounter.
Scrolling through the upgrades, he focused his attention on anything related to purification or land restoration. He had two tokens left, and he was willing to use both if it meant ensuring that this corruption wouldn’t spread further across his land.
After a moment, he found an upgrade labeled “Elemental Cleansing Grove.” The description mentioned that it would allow a natural filtration of any water source within its range, drawing upon the earth’s energy to cleanse and purify it. There was also an option for “Nurturing Aura,” which provided a protective energy field, designed to support the health of plant life in its vicinity, slowing or reversing damage caused by environmental factors.
Resolving to use both tokens, he selected the two upgrades. As he confirmed the choice, he felt a pulse of energy ripple outward from the system, settling around the tainted puddle and extending over the land around it. The dark slime slowly began to bubble, the blackened sludge retreating as a faint green light shimmered around the water, and the stale, fetid smell began to ease.
With the initial cleansing done, Noah returned to the backyard, where the sight of dead plants greeted him. Determined, he went to work, pulling up the withered remains and clearing space for new life. He wanted to replant soon but decided to wait for Nova’s thoughts; she had a natural instinct for the land that he trusted.
A few hours later, they sat together, talking over the next steps for restoring the area. Noah shared his hopes of replanting the seeds, and Nova listened thoughtfully, her gaze scanning the land as if feeling its energy.
“If you had any more tokens, I’d suggest getting an upgrade to cleanse the rest of the land,” Nova said, her tone practical. “But maybe the shop has something that can help. Even a small charm or artifact to purify the soil could work.”
Nodding Opening the shop interface, Noah examined the items and their costs, trying to decide which option would give him the most benefit without draining his limited points. Under the Nature Wards section, he found two promising items:
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Soil Purifier Charm – 150 Points: This charm would gradually purify the soil within a small radius over a few days, steadily removing any lingering corruption. While effective in a limited area, it was the more affordable choice. Seed of Renewal – 250 Points: This rare seed was crafted to fully restore life to the land, purifying the soil and fostering vigorous plant growth that would naturally spread over time. It was a significant investment but offered the most promise for long-term restoration.
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Noah hesitated, considering his points balance. The Seed of Renewal would nearly deplete his points, but he felt it might be worth the cost for a true chance at reviving his home.
Turning the screen toward Nova, he asked, “Which one do you think? The Seed of Renewal is a bigger stretch, but it might be just what we need.”
Nova nodded, studying the options. “I’d go with the Seed of Renewal if you’re willing. It’ll probably do more than purify.”
“The only issue is I don’t have enough to buy anything to fix the land, and we are currently living in tents, so I think I might need to protest the house before anything else,” Noah said, sighing deeply.
Nova’s gaze softened as she listened, nodding with understanding. “It makes sense. Without a stable home, we’re pretty exposed out here. Maybe there’s something in the shop for repairs or temporary shelters?”
Noah opened the shop interface again, scrolling through various options under Shelter Upgrades and Temporary Housing.
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Shelter Upgrades
Basic Repair Kit – 40 Points: For minor structural fixes, suitable for patching walls, sealing leaks, and reinforcing small areas.
Structural Reinforcement Pack – 100 Points: Adds reinforced supports to damaged structures, improving resistance to weather and minor impacts.
Weatherproof Sealant – 60 Points: Covers a small area, providing weather protection and preventing further decay.
Energy Shield Module – 150 Points: Generates a protective field over a designated structure, shielding it from minor magical or environmental threats.
Enhanced Door Lock System – 25 Points: Adds secure, reinforced locks to doors, improving security against intruders.
Modular Wall Repair Kit – 80 Points: Replace damaged walls with modular panels that are stronger than standard wood.
Magic Insulation Layer – 90 Points: Applies a layer of magical insulation to walls, regulating internal temperature and offering some protection from mana-based effects.
Window Repair Pack – 30 Points: Contains reinforced glass panels to replace broken windows.
Solar Energy Collector – 120 Points: Provides a renewable energy source for basic power needs.
Rebuild Foundation Kit – 200 Points: Restores a damaged foundation, strengthening the structure’s core stability for long-term durability.
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Temporary Housing
Reinforced Tent – 60 Points: A sturdy, weather-resistant tent suitable for two people, reinforced to withstand minor threats.
Portable Shelter Dome – 90 Points: Provides a protective, semi-transparent dome with climate control for up to four people.
Camouflage Hideaway – 50 Points: A small, hidden shelter that blends with the surroundings, ideal for discreet camping.
Travel Cabin – 150 Points: A pre-constructed cabin that can be transported and assembled on-site, complete with basic amenities.
Extended Canopy Shelter – 30 Points: A large canopy that provides extended coverage over tents or open spaces.
Instant Cabin Kit – 120 Points: A temporary, single-room cabin that assembles with a quick spell activation, equipped with simple bedding and storage.
Two-Person Sleeping Pod – 25 Points: A compact sleeping pod that provides protection from weather and minor environmental hazards.
Portable Firepit Set – 15 Points: A portable fire pit with a heat shield, ideal for cooking and warmth without causing damage to the area.
Emergency Shelter Capsule – 20 Points: A compact, quickly deployable shelter that provides basic protection in emergencies.
All-Weather Hammock Shelter – 35 Points: A durable hammock shelter that includes weatherproof coverage and insect barriers.
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With 75 points left, Noah realized he had enough to get a few basic items, though nothing that would make the house fully liveable. Sighing, he rose to his feet. “I’m going to go through the house and see what I can save before selling it,” he said, glancing at Nova, who gave him a reassuring nod.
Noah steadied himself with a deep breath, letting the memories flood over him as he walked through the place he had once called home. When he first bought the house, it was a wreck—a roof over his head but in dire need of fixing. He’d poured himself into repairing it, patching walls, fixing leaks, and replacing what couldn’t be salvaged. He smiled sadly, remembering those nights with Dorian, his closest friend, who had been there right from the start, sharing drinks and laughter as they worked side by side. Music crackling from an old radio, the two of them had hammered, sawed, and sanded away the broken parts, filling the empty spaces with laughter and camaraderie.
The smile faded as he thought of Dorian, who had gone missing, leaving a hollow ache Noah had never quite managed to shake. After Dorian’s disappearance, things felt... empty. He’d lost himself for a while, drinking too often, grappling with emotions he didn’t fully understand. At times, he’d wondered if he had felt something more than friendship for Dorian. The thought had him questioning his own feelings, his loneliness, and whether Dorian had been the only true friend he’d ever allowed himself.
He paused by a photo—a candid shot of the two of them laughing in the half-fixed kitchen, Dorian's arm slung over his shoulder. It was a small, ordinary moment, but one that held a lifetime of memories. He held the photo for a moment, letting the weight of those feelings settle before slipping it carefully into his bag.
Moving through the house, he took his time, knowing each object, each scuff and crack, held a story. In the kitchen, he brushed his hand along the counter, where he’d taught himself to cook with mismatched pots and chipped plates. He remembered late nights spent trying new recipes, the messes and victories, the comfort of knowing he could rely on himself.
In the living room, his gaze drifted to the worn leather armchair by the window. He’d found it in a thrift store and claimed it for himself, knowing instantly that it would be his favorite spot. Over the years, it had become the heart of his home. He’d read, dozed, and watched countless sunrises and stars from that chair, its worn leather and frayed seams reflecting his own journey.
Entering the bedroom, he gathered a few things he couldn’t bear to leave behind—a small trinket box from a market stall, a stack of notebooks filled with his scattered thoughts, and a map he’d once used to dream up the places he’d someday visit. They were remnants of his own life, reminders of the independence he’d built after losing so much.
At the door, he stood one last time, feeling the weight of all he was leaving behind. This house was more than a home; it was proof of his resilience, a symbol of his growth. Giving it up felt like tearing away a part of himself, but he knew he had to move forward. He opened the system interface, his heart heavy as he confirmed the sale. With a shimmer, the house faded, dissolving until nothing remained but an empty plot of land.
Noah lingered in the quiet aftermath, feeling the ache of loss settle deep within him. This land, now bare and waiting, was all he had left—a blank slate, and maybe, in time, the start of something new. He took a deep breath, letting the air fill his lungs as he tried to imagine what this empty space could become. With 775 points in his system balance, he had the means to rebuild, to shape this land into something even closer to his dreams.
His fingers hovered over the system interface as he considered his options. Part of him wanted to recreate what he’d lost, but he knew it wouldn’t be the same. Maybe it didn’t need to be. The thought sparked a subtle shift inside him—a realization that he could build a place that honored both his past and the promise of something better.
Turning to Nova, who had been quietly watching him, he managed a faint smile. “I think I’m ready to start rebuilding,” he said, the weight in his voice lightening just a little. “It won’t be the same… but maybe it doesn’t have to be.”
Nova nodded, a glimmer of understanding in her eyes. “What do you have in mind?”
“I want something simple for now. A place to feel safe, to start fresh,” he replied. He opened the system shop
As Noah examined the Instant Cabin Kit in his system interface, a small notification appeared with additional options.
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Instant Cabin Kit - Configurations
Standard Single-Room Cabin (Default) – 120 Points: Basic, single room with bedding and storage.
Expanded Layout - Two Rooms – 180 Points: Adds a small second room that can be used as a workspace, storage, or extra sleeping area.
Deluxe Layout - Three Rooms – 240 Points: Includes a main living area, a small bedroom, and an additional room for storage or customization.
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The expanded options caught Noah’s interest. For an additional 60 points, he could add a second room, and for 120 points, he could have a three-room layout, which would give him space to work, store supplies, and sleep comfortably.
Noah finalized his selection for the Expanded Layout - Two Rooms, a small, ornate box appeared in front of him, faintly glowing with system energy. Inside, he found the activation stone for the cabin. The system prompted him to choose a spot on his land, allowing him a moment to think carefully about its placement.
He considered his remaining 775 points. Choosing the Expanded Layout - Two Rooms option would cost 180 points, leaving him with 595 points—a comfortable balance that still allowed room for essentials.
Walking the property, Noah glanced at the weathered stone foundation of his old house, considering placing the cabin nearby as a tribute to what once stood. Finally, he set the box down on a flat section of land, near enough to the old foundation to feel connected, but clear of any potential damage from the roots.
When he activated the stone, he stepped back, watching in awe as the cabin began to build itself. First, a faint outline shimmered in the air, tracing the edges of the two-room structure. The outline hovered slightly above the ground, indicating the cabin would be raised on a simple foundation. Wooden beams materialized next, thick and sturdy, the rich, dark grain of oak appearing as the structure began to take shape. The beams lifted, settling onto a low cobblestone foundation that raised the cabin just enough to keep it off the damp earth, giving it a sense of durability and stability.
Walls formed around the outline, their wood a mix of warm cedar and darker walnut trim, filling the air with a faint, earthy aroma. The windows took shape with glass set firmly within well-crafted wooden frames, lending the cabin a cozy charm. The door set into place with a soft, satisfying thud, crafted from the same oak as the beams, its heavy frame lending the entrance a reassuring sturdiness.
Inside, furniture began to materialize—crafted from the same cedar as the walls, the bed had a simple but solid frame, while a small table and shelves in the main room provided functional storage. In the second room, open space awaited supplies and tools, ready to become whatever he needed. Lastly, the roof formed, with shingles made of polished, dark wood, each one arranging itself in neat rows over the cabin, adding a final touch of protection from the elements.
As the entire structure pulsed with a final glow of energy, it seemed to settle, as though taking a breath before becoming still. The cabin stood complete, a harmonious blend of wood and stone, cozy yet resilient.
Noah took a step back, a quiet sense of wonder filling him as he admired the finished cabin. It wasn’t grand, but it felt like more than just a shelter; it was a small home raised upon a solid foundation, the first step in rebuilding his life.
Noah turned to Nova, a small, satisfied smile crossing his face. “Well, shall we take a look inside?” he asked, motioning toward the newly built cabin. Nova nodded, her eyes bright with curiosity, and together they stepped up onto the low cobblestone foundation and entered.
The first thing Noah noticed was the comforting scent of cedar wood, filling the cabin with a warm, earthy aroma that instantly made it feel welcoming. The main room was simple yet functional, with sturdy shelves lining one wall and a small, wooden table with two chairs nestled by the window. The sunlight streaming through cast a golden glow, dancing across the surface of the bed in the corner, its simple cedar frame blending perfectly with the walls.
Nova ran her fingers over the grain of the table, admiring the craftsmanship. “You really lucked out,” she said, smiling. “It feels like it’s been here for ages, but everything’s fresh.”
Noah nodded, taking in every detail. The furniture was modest but well-built, each piece seemingly crafted to suit his needs. The shelves would be perfect for holding his books, tools, and any supplies he could gather. The small storage chest at the foot of the bed was a nice surprise—a place to tuck away personal items, perhaps the few things he’d salvaged from his old home.
Moving to the second room, they found it spacious enough to set up as a work area or storage. The floors were smooth, polished wood, and the walls were bare, leaving Noah with the freedom to customize as he needed. He imagined setting up a small workspace here, where he could draw, write, or repair items in peace.
Nova walked over to the window, peering outside at the stone foundation of Noah’s old house visible in the distance. She turned back to him with a thoughtful expression. “It’s nice,” she said softly, “a fresh start but close enough to remember what you had.”
Noah nodded, feeling a mixture of nostalgia and newfound hope as he surveyed the cabin. It wasn’t grand, but it had everything he needed, with room to grow and make it his own. And in a strange way, it felt like the cabin had somehow always been here, waiting for him.
“First things first,” Noah said, pulling up the system interface with a renewed sense of purpose. “I’ll buy the Seed of Renewal, and then get some upgrades for the cabin. Since we have a spare room, I’ll make sure to get a bed for you too.”
Nova raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips. “You don’t have to go out of your way, you know.”
Noah chuckled, tapping through the system options. “Consider it a thank-you for everything you’ve done. Besides, this place is going to feel a lot more like home with you here too.”
He quickly navigated to the shop, selecting the Seed of Renewal for 250 points. The seed was described as having life-giving properties, able to cleanse and enrich the soil around it. With a quick confirmation, he felt a faint warmth as the seed appeared in his hand—a small, glowing kernel of potential.
Next, he scrolled through the Furnishing options, locating a simple yet sturdy bed for 75 points. It matched the wood style of the cabin’s interior and would fit well in the spare room.
After the purchases, he had 270 points left. Noah looked around the cabin, considering what else he could get to make it cozier and more functional.
Noah scanned the system shop for additional upgrades, focusing on options to make the cabin more livable. With a kitchen, basic plumbing, and a power source, the cabin could be more than just a shelter—it could be a true home.
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Kitchen Area Options
Basic Kitchen Unit – 80 Points: A small countertop with a sink, a two-burner stovetop, and a single cabinet for storage.
Compact Kitchen Setup – 120 Points: Includes a sink, a small refrigerator, two burners, and a bit more counter space, plus a small set of shelves for extra storage.
Full Kitchen Module – 200 Points: Provides a sink, stove, refrigerator, counter space, and a small pantry cabinet. This setup makes it possible to prepare more elaborate meals.
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Bathroom and Toilet Options
Basic Toilet Unit – 50 Points: A simple, self-contained toilet unit that disposes of waste safely, ideal for temporary use.
Standard Bathroom – 100 Points: Includes a toilet, small sink, and a shower, all connected to a basic water filtration system.
Enhanced Bathroom Module – 180 Points: A complete bathroom with a toilet, sink, and shower, plus a small water heater for warm water.
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Power Sources
Solar Power Kit – 100 Points: A small solar setup providing enough power for lights and minor electronics during daylight hours.
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Basic Generator – 120 Points: A quiet, fuel-efficient generator that can power small appliances and essentials.
Eco-Power Pack – 200 Points: A combination of solar and battery storage, allowing for consistent power and some reserve energy at night.
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With 270 points left, Noah considered his choices carefully. For now, he could afford a Compact Kitchen Setup (120 points) and a Basic Toilet Unit (50 points), along with a Solar Power Kit (100 points) to provide energy for lights and small electronics. This combination would use his remaining points, giving him essential amenities to make the cabin functional and comfortable.
confirming the purchases, he watched as the items materialized in the cabin. In the main room, the kitchen area took shape in the corner, with a small sink, two-burner stovetop, and a compact refrigerator settling into place seamlessly. Cabinets appeared above and below the countertop, completing the cozy kitchen nook.
To his surprise, a section of the cabin wall near the back began to shift, almost as if the wood itself were alive. It extended outward, forming a small wooden door that seemed to grow organically from the wall. Noah opened it to reveal a private nook for the bathroom, where the simple toilet unit now fit snugly, offering a bit of privacy.
Above, the solar panels materialized on the roof, adjusting slightly to catch the best angle for sunlight. As they powered up, a gentle hum filled the air, and a soft light flickered on in the main room, casting a warm glow across the cabin.
With everything in place, Noah took a deep breath, feeling a profound sense of accomplishment. The cabin had transformed from a simple shelter into something more—a place where he and Nova could truly live. It was a fresh start, filled with possibilities, and for the first time in a long while, he felt like he was home.
“We should go plant the Seed of Renewal,” Noah said, reaching into his inventory and retrieving the small, glowing seed. It pulsed faintly in his palm, a warm light radiating from its core, as if it held the promise of life within.
Nova glanced over, nodding with a thoughtful smile. “Where do you think we should plant it?”
Noah looked out over the land, his gaze drifting toward the old stone foundation of his previous home. “Maybe near the foundation,” he suggested. “It feels right to bring new life where something old was lost.”
Together, they walked toward the foundation, a spot still marked by past memories and resilience. As they reached the chosen spot, Noah knelt, carefully clearing away a small patch of earth. The ground was soft, though it bore traces of the lingering corruption from the recent upheaval.
With a steady hand, he placed the Seed of Renewal in the soil, covering it gently. The moment he pressed his hand to the earth, a faint warmth began to spread, the seed’s light seeping into the ground as tendrils of green energy radiated outward, sinking deep into the soil.
“It’ll take a while to see if anything can be replanted,” Nova said, watching as the gentle glow from the seed slowly faded into the earth. “So let’s leave it for tomorrow.”
Noah nodded, brushing the dirt from his hands. “You’re right. It’s been a long day already,” he replied, feeling the weight of the day settle in now that the adrenaline of rebuilding had faded. The cabin, with its warm cedar scent and cozy corners, seemed to call them back.
They walked side by side toward the cabin, the land around them seeming just a bit more alive, with a faint hum of energy in the air. Reaching the cabin, Noah opened the door, stepping inside and feeling an unfamiliar but welcome comfort settle over him.
“Tomorrow, we can start fresh,” he said, glancing back at Nova. “Maybe figure out what to plant, or check if the soil’s fully restored.”
Nova smiled, giving a small nod. “Sounds like a plan,” she said, stretching her arms as if already envisioning the new life that would grow here.
As they settled into the cabin, the day’s work finally behind them, a quiet peace filled the space. For the first time in a long while, Noah felt like he was exactly where he was meant to be.
“So, what’s your plan for the rest of the day?” Nova asked as they reached the cabin, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.
Noah paused, glancing back at her with a small shrug. “I was thinking maybe I’d try a dungeon trial. But… I might wait until either Jade or Claire return,” he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’d be good to have some backup, just in case. Going in alone feels a bit reckless right now.”
Nova nodded thoughtfully. “Smart move. Dungeon trials can be unpredictable, and after everything we’ve set up today, maybe taking it slow is the way to go. You don’t want to come back to an empty cabin if something goes wrong,” she teased, giving him a nudge.
He chuckled, nodding. “Exactly. Besides, with the Seed of Renewal just planted, I’d rather make sure everything here is stable first. There’ll be time for dungeon trials later.”
They both stood quietly for a moment, taking in the fresh energy around the cabin, the land beginning to hum with the Seed’s influence. The cabin felt more like a home with each passing moment, and Noah realized that, for once, he didn’t feel a rush to leave or prove himself. Here, with the foundations laid, there was something worth sticking around for.
“So, a quiet day it is,” Nova said, giving him a warm smile. “I’ll help you get everything set up. We’ve earned some rest.”
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Few hours Later
the sound of engines broke the quiet surrounding the cabin. Noah looked up from where he and Nova had been organizing supplies near the cabin door, spotting two cars approaching down the rugged path.
Claire drove her own car, steady and sure, while Jade followed behind in Noah’s car, handling it with her usual mix of caution and confidence. Both vehicles pulled to a stop near the cabin, and as they stepped out, relief was visible on both their faces.
Noah waved as they approached. “Good to see you both made it back in one piece,” he called, grinning.
Claire gave him a quick smile. “Didn’t expect to see this place looking so… settled,” she said, glancing around at the cabin, the cleared land, and the faint hint of green beginning to spread from where the Seed of Renewal was planted.
Jade shut the car door behind her, casting an approving look at the cabin. “Looks like you’ve been busy.”
Noah chuckled. “Yeah, figured it was about time to make this place feel like home,” he replied. “And thanks for bringing my car back, Jade.”
Jade shrugged with a grin. “Can’t have you stranded without wheels, can we?”
“No, we cannot,” Noah replied with a chuckle. Then, glancing at her more seriously, he added, “And Jade, how was Araon?”
Their boss, known officially as Araon but preferring to be called simply “the Boss” or “Boss,” was a figure of authority they all respected—mostly. He had his quirks, and Noah was curious if he’d had any updates or specific instructions.
Jade rolled her eyes, smirking. “Oh, you know how he is. He was in one of his ‘cryptic mentor’ moods,” she said, using air quotes. “He just wanted to make sure we didn’t get stuck out there too long and told us to take a few days to rest after everything that happened in Brisbane and Sydney. Said he’d be out of town for a few weeks.”
She sighed, a subtle heaviness in her expression that made Noah pause, a flicker of worry sparking in his mind.
“What do you mean, what happened?” he asked, his tone more serious.
Jade’s expression grew grim as she met his gaze. “Massive roots appeared—out of nowhere—and started tearing through parts of Brisbane. But Sydney… Sydney was hit the worst.”
Noah felt his heart drop, the weight of her words pressing down on him as she paused, clearly reluctant to continue. “Noah,” she said softly, her voice laced with sadness. “Sydney was almost wiped off the map. Parts of it… they’re just gone, swallowed up or destroyed. The dead are in the hundreds, if not thousands.”
A stunned silence filled the air as Noah struggled to process what Jade was saying. He could hardly picture it—entire parts of a city vanishing, people lost. The thought of massive roots causing such devastation struck a deep chord inside him, stirring an uncomfortable familiarity with the corrupted roots he’d battled around his own land.
“But… that’s not all,” Jade continued, her voice trembling. “There are videos, reports of people and animals twisted into… corrupted forms. Things that were once alive, now dark and mangled. In Sydney, the roots were dripping with inky, black water.” She paused, her eyes shifting to the young World Tree. “Noah… we know what caused it.”
His gaze followed hers, settling on the World Tree, its faint glow somehow ominous in the dying light. A shiver ran down his spine as the realization hit him—his World Tree, the one he’d been nurturing and protecting, could be connected to the chaos wreaking havoc on the world outside his land.
“How… how did it happen so fast?” he finally managed, his voice barely a whisper, a hollow ache forming in his chest.
Claire, who had remained silent until now, spoke up, her face drawn and serious. “The energy the roots released was overwhelming, spreading out faster than anyone could react. It’s like it all erupted at once, without warning. People are scared, and the authorities don’t know where to begin with all the devastation.”
Noah’s fists clenched, feeling helpless yet acutely aware that whatever force tied him to the World Tree and its roots held the potential for unimaginable destruction. A heavy sense of responsibility settled on him as he looked at his friends, the weight of what was happening dawning on him fully.
Noah began to walk toward the young World Tree, each step feeling heavier than the last. His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, memories, and fears, all spinning too fast to grasp. The quiet hum of the tree seemed to beckon him, its faint glow casting an eerie light as he approached.
Claire started to follow after him, concern etched on her face, but Nova gently reached out and stopped her, shaking her head. “He needs some time,” she murmured. “Give him space.”
Claire hesitated, glancing between Nova and Noah’s retreating figure. She let out a quiet sigh, nodding in understanding, though the worry lingered in her eyes. The group watched as Noah drew closer to the tree, his form almost blending with the shadows that stretched over the land.
Standing in front of the World Tree, Noah closed his eyes, letting the sounds of the land surround him—the whisper of leaves, the faint hum from the tree, and the distant echoes of voices in his mind. He pressed a hand to the rough bark, feeling the pulse of energy that ran through it, as if the tree itself were alive and aware.
In his mind, questions swirled. Is this my doing? Did I unleash something I can’t control? His heart pounded with the weight of it all, the enormity of what he might have set in motion pressing down on him. His breaths grew shallow, his fingers digging into the bark of the World Tree as if holding onto it would somehow ground him.
The whispers of doubt grew louder. How far does my connection to this tree go? Was it a mistake to plant it, to nurture it?
Images flashed in his mind—roots tearing through cities, people and creatures twisted into corrupted forms, entire parts of a city wiped away, beyond recognition. The destruction felt personal, as if a part of him were responsible for each tendril of darkness creeping into the world. He couldn’t shake the sense that the corruption was somehow tethered to him, that he might be the key to understanding—and stopping—it.
He closed his eyes, forcing himself to focus, to push through the fear and confusion. Beneath the turmoil, he felt a faint pulse from the tree, a steady rhythm that thrummed with an almost calming energy, anchoring him in the present moment.
Just as he steadied himself, a faint, almost ethereal voice drifted into his mind, soft and filled with sorrow. "I am sorry, Father."
The words sent a chill down his spine, his eyes snapping open as he looked around, but there was no one there. The voice was familiar in a strange, distant way, as if it were part of him yet separate, a whisper from somewhere deep within the roots of the tree.
"I lost control… due to… World Crystal… shard."
The message was fragmented, as though the voice struggled to form each word. But the meaning struck him hard. World Crystal shard? The thought twisted in his mind, unsettling him. Was it the shard that caused the corruption? he wondered, piecing together what little he knew.
The World Tree… could it have drawn power from one of these shards? The idea felt foreign, but the tree’s roots extended so deeply that it wasn’t impossible for them to reach unknown places. And if a root had touched a shard, taking in its raw, unstable energy… could that have been the start of this chaos? Or perhaps something else, something corrupted, had seeped in, poisoning the tree through the crystal itself.
But who, or what, was speaking to him? Was it the tree itself, reaching out in a fractured plea for help? Or something deeper, a consciousness woven into its roots, fighting to stay intact under the weight of the shard’s influence?
“I don’t understand,” he whispered again, heart pounding. “What happened to you?”
Only silence answered him, as if the voice had retreated back into the depths, leaving him with a gnawing sense of urgency and dread. If a World Crystal shard could create such devastation… I need to know how to contain it—or, if necessary, destroy it. Whatever bond he shared with the tree, he felt a pull of responsibility, as though it was up to him to prevent further chaos. And, perhaps, to understand the voice—this shadow of consciousness—that had reached out to him, pleading for something he didn’t yet understand.
Noah stood with the World Tree for a while, letting his mind empty as he closed his eyes, his breathing slowing until all the noise, fear, and questions faded into the background. He felt the tree’s steady hum beneath his fingertips, grounding him as he tried to find some semblance of peace amid the turmoil.
When he finally opened his eyes, the sun had just set, leaving the sky painted in hues of darkening orange that bled into purples and deep blues. The last remnants of daylight cast a warm glow over the land, but shadows crept in, filling the spaces between the roots and casting the world in a surreal twilight.
He looked up at the World Tree, its faint glow now visible, a soft silver light illuminating its branches like starlight. It seemed to pulse gently, as if echoing his own heartbeat. Somehow, despite the chaos, it felt calm, a beacon of resilience against the night.
For a moment, Noah just stood there, watching as the sky darkened, absorbing the beauty of this small, quiet moment. The weight of his responsibility settled on him, heavy but strangely comforting, as though the tree were acknowledging his presence, sharing in the silence.
With a quiet resolve, he turned back toward the cabin, the silhouette of his friends visible through the soft glow of the windows. He knew he couldn’t face this alone. Tomorrow, he would begin the search for answers, diving into whatever knowledge he could find about the World Crystals, the roots, and the voice that had reached out to him. Tonight, though, he allowed himself to find solace in the promise of this new beginning.
Entering the cabin, Noah was immediately greeted by the warm, mouth-watering scent of cooking beef, the sizzle of it hitting his ears and grounding him back in the present. He hadn’t realized how hungry he was until that moment, the tension in his body easing slightly with the familiar comfort of a shared meal.
“Welcome back to the land of the living,” Claire’s voice echoed, lighthearted but tinged with concern as she glanced over her shoulder at him, stirring the skillet on the stove.
He managed a small smile, feeling the weight of the day’s revelations soften, if only for a moment. “Glad to be back,” he replied, closing the cabin door behind him.
Nova and Jade sat nearby, both looking up as he entered, their expressions a mix of curiosity and support. Nova offered him a reassuring nod, while Jade gestured to the table, where plates and cutlery were already set out, the simple routine making everything feel a bit more normal.
“Figured you could use something warm,” Claire said, her gaze shifting from the skillet back to him. “You’ve been through a lot today.”
Noah nodded, sinking into a chair. “More than I can wrap my head around,” he admitted, letting out a tired sigh as he settled in.
“What are you guys making for dinner? Smells good,” he asked, glancing at the table where the telltale signs of wraps were laid out—cut-up lettuce, tomatoes, shredded cheese, and a few small bowls of various toppings.
“Tacos,” Claire replied with a grin, flipping the sizzling beef one last time before turning off the heat. “Figured we could all use something easy, but filling. Plus, it’s been a while since we did this.”
Jade grabbed a bowl of salsa and set it next to the tortillas. “You can’t go wrong with tacos,” she said, giving Noah a playful nudge. “Especially not after a day like this.”
Nova joined them at the table, pouring a few drinks. “Comfort food,” she said simply, her eyes meeting Noah’s with a knowing look. “Sometimes that’s exactly what you need.”
Noah’s smile grew a little wider, the warmth of the cabin, the smell of the food, and the easy banter making the weight of the day lift, if only for a moment. “Well, I’m not going to argue with that. I could definitely use a good taco right about now.”
As Claire brought the skillet over and they began assembling their wraps, the cabin filled with the sound of clinking dishes and casual conversation, creating a bubble of comfort and normalcy. For now, they could take this small respite, share a meal, and let the world’s troubles wait outside.
The evening passed in a comfortable rhythm, the group sharing stories, jokes, and the occasional teasing as they assembled their tacos. For a little while, the cabin was filled with warmth and laughter, the worries of the day kept at bay. Noah found himself relaxing, even if just for a moment, letting the familiar banter of his friends wash over him.
As they finished their meal, plates were cleared, and Claire gathered the leftovers, packing them neatly away. Jade leaned back in her chair, stretching with a satisfied sigh. “I think we needed this,” she said, her eyes drifting to Noah. “A little normal after everything.”
“Agreed,” Nova added, taking a sip from her drink. “Feels good to just… be here, without anything hanging over our heads. Even if it’s just for a night.”
Noah nodded, feeling a quiet sense of gratitude. “Thanks, guys. For everything,” he said softly, meaning it more than he could express. The meal, the company—it had been a small but much-needed reprieve.
Before long, they began winding down, the conversation tapering off into comfortable silence. One by one, they made their way to bed, each of them retreating to their own thoughts as the night settled in around the cabin. Noah took one last look out the window, where the World Tree stood, faintly glowing in the moonlight, before heading to his room.
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The next morning, Noah awoke to the first light of dawn spilling through the cabin window. He groaned, still feeling the heaviness of sleep clinging to him, and slowly pushed himself up, stretching as he stood. His muscles ached slightly from the previous day's work, but he ignored it, rubbing his eyes as he made his way to the small bathroom.
The cabin was quiet, a peaceful stillness that contrasted sharply with the turmoil of his thoughts. As he splashed water on his face, he let himself wake up fully, the coolness chasing away the last remnants of sleep. He glanced at his reflection in the small broken mirror, noticing the dark circles under his eyes—evidence of how much the recent events had weighed on him, someone must have found a mirror, the thought humour him.
After using the toilet, he took a moment to just stand there, leaning against the Wooden wall, his mind already racing with everything he needed to do. The World Tree, the cryptic voice, the mention of the World Crystal shard—there were so many questions, and he didn’t even know where to start looking for answers.
But today, he would find a place to begin. With a sigh, he straightened up and headed out of the bathroom.
Noah noticed some of the leftover wraps on the kitchen counter, neatly packed from the night before. His stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn’t had much of an appetite lately, but the scent of the food brought a hint of comfort. Without much thought, he headed over and began making a quick wrap, piling on some of the leftover beef, lettuce, tomatoes, and a sprinkle of cheese.
As he rolled the wrap, he felt a brief, welcome sense of normalcy—just a simple, everyday act amid the chaos that had become his life. He took a bite, savoring the familiar flavors, and leaned against the counter, glancing out the window. The sun was just beginning to rise fully, casting soft, golden light over the land. The World Tree stood quietly in the distance, its faint glow visible even in daylight, a silent reminder of the challenges ahead.
Finishing the wrap, Noah felt a bit more awake, the food giving him the energy he needed to face the day. He quickly cleaned up, leaving everything neat, and took a moment to gather his thoughts. As he looked out the window, he saw Claire’s car pulling up and coming to a stop, the sound of the engine turning off catching his attention.
“I would’ve thought she’d be working today,” Noah muttered to himself, curious. Without hesitating, he opened the cabin door and stepped outside, closing it softly behind him as he smiled at his sister, who was just stepping out of the car.
“I would’ve thought you’d be working today,” Noah said, the smile widening as he walked over and pulled her into a warm hug. Claire laughed softly, hugging him back.
"Yeah, well, plans change," she replied, pulling away slightly but keeping her hands on his arms, giving him a meaningful look. "I needed to check on you."
Noah raised an eyebrow, but the familiar warmth between them put him at ease. "I'm okay. Just figuring some things out," he said, his tone light, though he knew she could see the weight of everything in his eyes.
Claire studied him for a moment, her smile softening. "That's what I was worried about. I thought you could use some company today."
Noah nodded, grateful. "Yeah, I could. Come on in—I'm just getting ready for the day." He motioned toward the cabin, and together they walked back inside, the unspoken understanding between them providing a sense of comfort.
They entered the cabin, the warm, familiar scent of cedar and the lingering aroma of last night’s meal still hanging in the air. Claire glanced around, taking in the cozy, functional space that Noah had worked so hard to put together. It felt like a safe haven, even amid everything they were facing.
Noah and Claire sat down at the small table, the morning light spilling through the windows. Noah leaned back, his eyes briefly drifting toward the World Tree outside before settling back on his sister. There was a heaviness between them, the kind that only came with unspoken questions and shared history.
“What are your plans for the day?” she asked, her voice gentle but curious as she looked over at him.
“Was thinking of checking out the dungeon core today,” Noah replied, his tone casual, though there was a seriousness behind his words. He watched her reaction, knowing she’d understand the significance. “I haven’t been there in a while, and… with everything going on, I think it’s worth seeing if there are any changes. Maybe even try a trial if it feels right.”
Claire’s expression shifted, a hint of concern crossing her features. “You’re thinking of doing a trial alone?” she asked, leaning forward slightly. “After everything that’s been happening?”
Noah hesitated, then shook his head. “No, not if I don’t have to. I was hoping either you or Nova might come along, just to be safe.” He paused as the door to Nova’s room creaked open, and she shuffled out, her hair a mess, still heavy with sleep.
“Morning, Nova,” he greeted with a smile. “Do you want a breakfast wrap? We’ve got some leftovers.”
Nova blinked, her eyes slowly adjusting to the light. “Morning… yeah, sure,” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes. “I could use something to wake me up.”
Noah grabbed one of the wraps from the table, quickly warming it up before handing it to her. “We were just talking about plans for the day,” he said, glancing between Claire and Nova. “I was thinking about taking a look at the dungeon core today. It’s in my inventory, and I haven’t checked it since everything happened.”
Nova took a bite of the wrap, chewing thoughtfully. “You’ve still got the core with you?” she asked, the sleepiness fading from her voice. “That’s... probably smart. Better to keep it safe. I’ll come with you, though. It’s not something you should mess with alone.”
“First things first,” Noah said, chuckling as he watched Nova blink slowly, still halfway between sleep and wakefulness. “Let’s wait for you to wake up a little more, and then we’ll take a look at it.”
Nova mumbled something through a mouthful of wrap, nodding in agreement as she chewed. She glanced over at him with a grateful, sleepy smile, clearly appreciating the slower start to the day.
Claire smirked, leaning back in her chair. “Smart thinking, Noah. Wouldn’t want anyone accidentally summoning something out of the core before coffee.”
Noah grinned, glancing at the glowing shape of the dungeon core icon in his inventory. “Exactly. Let’s all get our heads on straight before we dive into this,” he said, letting himself enjoy the lightness of the moment. In a few minutes, they'd be ready to face whatever mysteries the core held, but for now, he was happy to let Nova ease into the morning.
Noah opened his inventory, navigating to the faint, glowing icon of the dungeon core. With a steady breath, he selected it, feeling the familiar warmth as he carefully pulled the core out. The orb-like structure materialized in his hand, pulsing gently, its surface swirling with faint energy patterns that shifted like liquid light.
Jade’s eyes widened with interest as she took in the sight of it. “So that’s the core,” she murmured, clearly intrigued. “It looks… alive, almost.”
Noah nodded, holding the core out in front of him so everyone could see it clearly. “Yeah, it does. I haven’t taken it out since I stored it away, so I’m not sure if anything’s changed.”
Nova stepped closer, studying the core’s glow with a critical eye. “There’s definitely something about its energy that feels different than most dungeon cores I’ve encountered,” she said, her brow furrowing as she examined the pulsing light.
At her words, Jade and Claire exchanged a glance, their surprise evident. Jade tilted her head, giving Nova a curious look. “You’ve… encountered dungeon cores before?” she asked, a hint of disbelief in her tone.
Nova hesitated, quickly realizing the slip in her words. She forced a casual shrug, attempting to downplay it. “Yeah, a couple of times. Traveling around, you end up in strange places and see some strange things.” She kept her gaze on the core, hoping they’d accept the explanation.
Claire raised an eyebrow, not fully convinced. “Still, not many people have experience with dungeon cores. It’s rare,” she said, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Where exactly did you come across these cores?”
Nova forced a laugh, trying to mask her unease. “Oh, you know… here and there,” she replied, keeping her tone light. “There are lots of small, hidden dungeons scattered around. Sometimes, you just stumble onto them by chance.” She quickly returned her focus to the core, hoping to steer the conversation back to the task at hand.
“Anyways, give me a moment to check the core,” Noah said, steadying himself as he held the pulsing, faintly blue orb in his hands.
He focused on the core, feeling its energy begin to pulse stronger, responding to his intent. A screen appeared in his vision alone, its dim light casting a faint glow only he could see. The interface was unfamiliar, with strange symbols and shifting icons, almost as if the core itself were adapting to him.
Noah scanned the options, feeling a strange pull toward one particular symbol, which seemed to glow brighter as he focused on it. Claire and Jade waited nearby, watching him with quiet curiosity, sensing something was happening but unable to see his interface.
“Everything okay?” Claire asked, noticing the intensity on his face.
But Noah ignored them, as he read the interface.
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Core Interface
1. Dungeon Plant Trial – Level 2 2. Dungeon History Trial – Level 1
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Noah’s brows furrowed as he studied the screen. The first time he’d activated the core, it had only offered a straightforward trial. But now, a second option had appeared, one he hadn’t seen before.
“Everything alright, Noah?” Nova asked, noticing the puzzled expression on his face.
“I think so,” he replied, still focused on the screen. “I’m just surprised there’s an interface now. And it’s giving me the option for a different kind of trial.”
Nova’s eyebrows rose as she glanced between Noah and the core. “That’s… unusual. I’ve encountered dungeon cores with set trials, but not with selectable options.” She crossed her arms, looking intrigued. “Does it say what kind of trial it is?”
Noah nodded slowly. “It’s called a history trial. Level one.” He hesitated, considering what knowledge the core might hold. “It could give some insight into the dungeon’s origins… or maybe something else we haven’t seen yet.”
Without hesitating, Noah selected the second option and carefully placed the core on the ground. It began to pulse, its blue light shifting into a soft, gentle white glow. The ground beneath them trembled slightly as the core slowly sank into the earth, disappearing entirely from sight. A low rumble reverberated through the area, and, after a few tense moments, a mound of dirt began to rise from the ground, like a molehill swelling rapidly until it reached the height of a person.
As they watched, the front of the mound shifted, dirt cascading away to reveal the outline of a wooden door, as if it had grown directly from the earth itself. At the centre of the door was an intricate carving of an open book, its pages lifted slightly, as if caught in a phantom gust of wind. Symbols and ancient, indecipherable words floated from the book, glowing faintly in the air before disappearing.
Jade took a cautious step forward, her eyes widening. “That’s… something you don’t see every day,” she murmured.
Nova leaned in, studying the carved symbols with a keen eye. “These markings… they look protective, like this door was meant to guard something.” She traced a finger near one of the symbols, a faint glow responding to her touch.
Noah felt a strange pull toward the door, as though it was calling to him, drawing him in with an almost magnetic force. Just as he steadied himself, a notification flickered into his vision—a new quest had appeared before him.
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Quest: Dungeon Trial – Knowledge and Historical History of the World Trees
Time Remaining: 48 hours
-Rewards-
1. Dungeon Trials Level 2 2. Dungeon Trials Section 3 Unlock 3. Four Upgrade Tokens 4. Knowledge of the Forgotten World Tree
Warning: If the trial is failed, the dungeon core will be locked for 365 days.
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Noah relayed the information to the others, his voice laced with a mix of excitement and caution.
Nova crossed her arms, her brows knitting together in confusion. “A full year lockout if you fail? That’s a steep consequence.”
“Yeah,” Noah agreed, his gaze shifting to the door. “But the reward… Knowledge of the Forgotten World Tree? It sounds like this could be important.”
Claire, who had approached them quietly, now stood close, studying the door with a mix of wariness and intrigue. “If it’s related to the World Trees… this trial could tell us things we’ve never even imagined.”
Jade nodded, glancing between them. “It sounds risky, but if the reward holds that kind of knowledge, it could be worth it. A chance like this doesn’t come around often.”
“We won’t know unless we enter,” Noah said, taking a deep breath as he steeled himself, feeling the weight of their shared determination. The quest’s rewards and warnings had set a high bar, but with the promise of ancient knowledge, they knew they had to give it everything they had.
With that, he opened the door fully and stepped into the trial. Just as he crossed the threshold, the door suddenly slammed shut behind him with a resounding thud, sealing him inside. He turned back, his heart racing, only to hear muffled voices and the sound of his friends struggling to open the door from the other side.
“Noah!” Claire’s voice was barely audible, but he could hear the urgency as she and the others tried to pry the door open. “It’s locked! Are you alright?”
He pressed his hands against the wooden surface, calling back. “I’m fine! The door just closed on its own.” He glanced around, his eyes adjusting to the dim, ambient glow that filled the room he now stood in. Ancient symbols adorned the walls, flickering faintly with a soft light, casting shadows that seemed to shift and move as though alive.
Nova’s voice was clearer now. “Hang tight, Noah! We’ll find a way to get in.”
Noah took a deep breath, realizing he might be on his own for now. “If you can’t get in… I’ll have to go through the trial alone,” he said, more to himself than anyone else. The gravity of the quest and the warnings about failure felt sharper now, but he squared his shoulders, focusing on what lay ahead.
Turning from the door, he began moving deeper into the chamber, each step taking him further into the unknown as the trial’s mysteries awaited.